The dead silence of the pre-dawn magnifies the funereal air enveloping the house, here families lived, children played and guests were entertained adm...ring the vista across the river before dining sumptuously in a manner befitting the stature and position of its former residents. No feet have trod here in thirty years, lower floor windows and doorways bricked over to deter illicit occupation by gypsy families who squat in nearby buildings abandoned by successive generations in preference for. Outwards, he looked calm, but on the inside all he wanted to do was to track down the rage and strangle it once and for all. For a change, the rage had retreated and was hiding, leaving him feeling weak and uncertain.There was a knock on the door and his stomach dropped. Taking a deep breath, he said, “Come in.”Martin stuck his head in the door and flashed a smile as he said, “That pretty lady from the other day is here.”Confused, Jerry followed Martin out of the office and to the front of the. Leaning Back a Bit, Just Enough to Cause an Angle.. I Can Feel As I Glide Along Your Walls.. Slowly but Steadily Stroking Deeper & DEEPER.. You Cry Out as You Begin to Thrust Back in Earnest Now.. I Cease My Motion, Allowing You to Take Over the Control of Our Tempo.. Playfully Slapping Your Ass You Continue to Impale Yourself Upon Me.. At the Very Moment When I Am Buried ALL the Way Inside You I Grip Your Hips.. Grinding in Circular Motions so That the Thickness of My Now Pulsing Dick. Women! I smell it on you. You reek of the rotten fish of unfaithful women. Give it up amigo! They aren’t worth it. Look around you. Is not the sun, the sea and the fish a thousand times more beautiful than the most beautiful of women — and a million times more faithful? Why you think Hemmingway fish all time, heh?’ Excess had been kind and cruel to me both, and in all conscience I could not say that the things I had done I would not do again in the same circumstances. Excess is a part of ‘la.